For how long do I occupy your thoughts?
For how long am I the center of attention in your world?
For how long am i gonna be the reason you smile?
Now maybe all these questions are born from the insecurities that lie nestled inside my mind but they're honest...
they come from the very core of me...
a difficult and complex man I am...
I do my best to keep smiles decorating your face but my hungry mind has an insatiable appetite for knowledge
I just wanna know, no I just gotta know if you see this thing being forever or am I just a temporary high?
In this complex mind of mine I see things differently
from my side it appears the twinkle in your eye dimmed and the fire in your heart has died, but it could just be a product of my overactive over indulging nuisance of a brain over reaching again stretching...
just trying to know what passes through that pretty little head of yours
I don't wanna be a bother or a worry so the solution is simple:
I'll live in premortem solace not bothering you or anyone with my stupid meddling brain..goodbye
Who am I?
- Q
- Everything you want to know can be found in my work...Its me, my thoughts, my feelings, my everything with NO filters.
3 comments:
Smh....our overactive brains will be the demise of us.....this poem was full of pure cyclops-isms....Niiicceee
I wonder what incident inspired this...? Inquiring minds would like to know
In premortem solace huh? If your brain didn't meddle then there would be no point in loving at all..I can't totally relate but I like it.
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